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The legend of the Dragon sapphire

Descole and Emmy yelped in a mix of surprise and pain as they were tossed to the ground, feeling the wooden ground make a hollow noise as their knees made contact with the surface.

The pair both looked around despite being blindfolded and they both whipped their heads in all possible directions and clenched their teeth as if by doing this would penetrate through the darkness of the blindfolds they had wore.

Judging by the heavy moisture lingering around them, they could only imagine that they were somewhere wet yet indoors since the floors were made out of wood and they could also hear some of their movements echo throughout the area like a hollow rap against a tree trunk. There was even the thick scent of wood shavings mixed into the damp atmosphere that would make even the most sturdiest of nostrils weaken and break into the sniffles.

"Who are you ninnies!?" Emmy demanded crossly, tugging and yanking roughly at the binds that forced her arms behind her back.

Descole added, not doing as much squirming as the woman beside him and keeping his calm "Show yourselves!"

The pair continued to squirm and wriggle although they did receive slight whacks on the backs and this caused them to instantly cease squirming. They could only assume that the ones who whacked them were actually those two knights who had captured them in the first place by the strict and authoritative tones they used.

The rugged voices of the knights rang like bells in both Descole and Emmy's minds as they tried to recover from the sharp stings against their spinal cords.

"Silence! Thou art in interrogation and shalt not speak unless we tell you to!" One of the knights ordered, smacking Descole's back a second time while the other one reached down and pulled roughly at Emmy's hair and causing her to shriek from the sudden pain and pull at her scalp.

This revealed that the knights each took visual behind them.

Emmy groaned and made a slight thoughtful face before she heard the distinct sound of footsteps slowly approaching them. They were slowly getting louder and louder and each step made a small 'click' on the floor as if the owner either wore some sturdy footwear or they actually were clothed in armour. Then she remembered...there were three knights on that island, not two!

She was about to question what was going on when she suddenly found herself feeling a sharp glaring light punishing her vision when she abruptly discovered that the darkness of the blindfold she wore had vanished quite literally before her eyes.

Blinking a few times to adjust to the light, Emmy made sure that her eyes were no longer painfully squinty before she saw that third knight standing over them and looking either stern or cross with both Descole and Emmy and he even had two hands behind his back.

The third knight glared tight slits through the visor of helmet whilst he took a moment to study the pair whom were apparently with the man wearing the top hat who was now a dragon according to his subordinates. He didn't think it possible at first but whence he really dwelled on the prospect, he found it to be highly useful for the purposes he had in mind.

Should that man be killed as a beast then nobody should miss him, not even those fools at Scotland Yard. They wouldn't suspect a thing.

He knelt down by them both with benign empathy, hoping to win the woman's trust since he had a feeling that the man would be harder to persuade then the woman wearing the pink bow tie but wearing otherwise yellow attire.

"So, my dear Madame, art thou feeling comfortable?" He asked with a surprisingly soft tone.

Emmy glared at the knight coldly, clearly very distrusting of him as she tried to scoot away from him. She briskly turned her face away from him and pursed her lips together to tell him that she wasn't talking to him no matter what.

She wasn't going to allow herself to be swayed from her loyalty from Professor Layton and she had vowed long ago that she wasn't going to betray him again, especially not after what happened with the Azran incident.

The knight sighed and tried again "Why don't you tell us all about your draconian friend, fair maiden?"

Emmy swiftly shook her head in refusal, still unwilling to talk.

This earned a very sharp whack to the back, causing her to fall forwards but not before Descole prevented this by holding out his right arm to break her fall. She bumped against it and fixed her position so she could be sitting up again.

Descole snarled, gritting his teeth in fury "You cannot break us, fiends! I would never betray my little brother, I would rather be killed right on the spot!"

The three knights didn't respond but they simply glared down at their hostages. Two of them unsheathed their swords and pointed the sharp edges of them just inches away from their necks, making each of their heads lift up instinctively as if to avoid their heads being cut by the razor sharp blades.

Despite the obvious threat, neither of them ceased scowling at their three captors and they were going to be firm and persistent and they were determined to not reveal the Professor's location to them.

One of the knights slyly glared down at Descole "So the beast is your brother, hmm?" he asked.

Descole didn't speak a word but his mask did somewhat conceal the darkening scowl he wore on his face. He didn't exactly care to answer that question as his goal had always been to protect his little brother and that goal would never change, not even now that said brother was a grown man who was more than capable of protecting himself. He was still going to protect his brother-regardless.

He gritted his teeth even harder. So hard, in fact, that the friction between his canines was creating sparks and making such a loud straining squeak.

There was also the fact that they did try and eat Rachel while she was still in the egg and he wouldn't allow them to cause her harm either. She was such a sweet little thing despite being a whole different species from him and he did actually see her as his daughter despite that little flaw. He wouldn't admit this to anybody else even though it seemed that they already knew.

The knights watched the silent pair with a bit of intrigue. They never imagined that two captives would be so stubborn and courageous.

However it was then that Inspector's Chelmey, Grovsky and Sheffield decided to step forwards with Barton observing from the back of the room. The three inspectors all stood around the two captives and at least one of them recognised one of the two captives.

Grovsky actually stepped out of his normal character for a moment and exclaimed with disbelief "Ms Altava, What are you doing here!?"

Emmy didn't reply since she was far too busy trying to control her breathing because of the knife pointed right at her throat. She scowled at the knight doing this to her and she even huffed angrily with the most bull-tempered of frowns possible. She even gritted her teeth angrily and she narrowed her eyes quite crossly.

At the lack of response, Grovsky proceeded to march forwards and demand that both she and the other captive (having no idea whom he was) be set free but one of the knights prevented him from doing this by holding out his arm to effectively block his path and it halted him sure enough.

"You shalt not pass, sir, t'is necessary if we want to contain the beast." The second knight in charge advised, his voice deep and sound-minded. Even though his helmet shielded both his face and expression there was an atmosphere around him that basically spelt out that he was very against the idea of having Scotland Yard intervene.

Before Grovsky could make a remark, however, the leader of the trio of men in armoury decided to try and reassure the athletic inspector with the over exaggerated amount of teal chest hair "Fear not, these two have been close to the beast and even though they are to be used as a means to lure the creature out of hiding we shalt make sure they art not harmed."

Both Descole and Emmy spared quick glances to each other, clearly conveying to one another that they knew that the knights were telling a massive fib.

The pair just glared at the three knights as they fed more and more lies to the inspectors and they didn't bother saying a word since they knew better and they didn't want to get whacked by those painful sticks again. They just couldn't go through much more of that again.

Descole sighed quietly to himself and he stared off into space and thought to himself:

'Please, Layton...stay away...'

A/N: Oh dear, this is what happened to Descole and Emmy.

Can the Professor and Luke find their friends? Can they find the dragons? Can they also find out what those previous visions meant and find out why Claire appeared? I know that has been bothering you lot but it shall be explained soon enough.

Let's see what else happens in the next chapter!

I may have an operation this week so I apologise if I don't update for a day or two.

My stomach really sucks, honestly.

Please review and let me know what you think will happen next.

-Chloemcg